WinTA, is like his namesake quite, serine, dark, and deep. So beware his bite, it will leave you just as cracked as he is...

The Eladrin Of Kuterran take on aspects of the seasons. The Elves of summer are Bold and aggressive, filled with unfettered energy. Their passion has turned barroom brawls into ad-hock orgies. Spring Elves are filled with cheer and their gregarious nature has led to parties lasting entire weeks. The Autumns are the peace makers and diplomats, always wanting to calmly chat over tea or Goodberry wine. Winter Elves can be a warm hearth to wait out the storm or the frozen tundra where one wrong step will find you frozen, alone standing on thin ice...
 
Its Name was something in the old tong of its people, but it didn't like that name very much so it took a NEW name. The Orks called him WinTa and he liked how they looked like green skinned Puggillian with their cute squished faces! EEEEEE SOOOOOO Adorible She could DIE!
 
WinTa (Kuldeperiode) is the youngest son of House Sannhetssøker (Sylvan for Truth Seeker). His family is kinda a big deal in the Northern isles and the Dasarid empire, mostly in the city of Jilin. Everyone in his family is accomplished, except for him.... His dad is the High Priest of the God Roke. His mother is the Sion on a noble house. His brother is some Elite sword fighter in the military. Oh and his uncle died holding of an invasion from the Opopera Tribe... So kinda a big deal... Then we get to Kuldeperiode.... Born in the heart of Winter on the eve of the shortest day. His parents thought is must be a blessing from Roke himself, "He was born with Winter in his veins!" literally cold to the touch. As a child he was soft spoken, shy, and rarely interacted with others preferring to berry his head in a book then play with the others or entertain at court. Most would say that his life was pretty mundane, until his 50th year... WinTa still wont talk about what actually happened.
He was with his family in the northern island (they hadn't moved to Jilin yet) and he was placing some old tomes in the temple storage for his father. No one know how the beam collapsed trapping Kuldeperiode inside or for how long he was in there. It was only when the chamberlain had come searching the next evening before service did he find the collapsed beam and several hours before the rubble was removed. Even then the door had been frozen in place and the clergy was forced to chop through it with axes. In side they found Kuldeperiode. The clergy found him sitting naked staring at a scorch mark in a previously unknown chamber. From what they could tell, Kuldeperiode frustratingly had tried to dig his way out using a candle stick only to stumble upon a chamber under the temple that had been lost to memory. What was in thing chamber only Kuldeperiode knows, and he has either chosen to forget or refuses to remember.
Since discovering him his personality has shifted drastically and his mind..... has cracked like thin ice....
No longer was the quite shy boy, instead a boisterous, bright, cheery young man who has clearly lost his mind.

Age

85

Gender

effemeral

Eyes

Blue

Hair

White

Skin Tone/Pigmentation

Pale

Height

6ftt

Weight

205